Good night guys. I'm off to my dreams.
Night Harry. I Think of a title and take it from there.
Night.
Shhhh the sound of your breath nothing else remains,
The frozen wind caresses the window pane,
Listen closer feel the blood pump through your veins,
You start to feel your primal self no more heartache or pain.
Lying in bed your at one with yourself restful and true,
An owl hoots outside and stirs you from your divine peace,
If only this was every night i would not keep myself from you,
The sun starts to rise my truth becomes lies and my dreams they must cease.
By Matt Harmston.
after gloomy hour
a line of poplars appears
watching the dawn
Poacher turned game-keeper
Hello all
some good Haiku's at the mo keep it up
I don't want to sound like a whinge bag but I thought contributors to this thread would appreciate that of which i speak,
There is a heck of alot of negativity on some threads, some of which are inflammatory I felt myself welling with Anger, but the threads don't deserve the energy directly (having a go at teachers thread etc...).
Something else i've noticed is lets sneer at the newboy mentality. I have absolutley no truck with this kind of elitist and exclusivity rubbish. Glad i've got that off my chest thought this was the best place. anyway heres a new ditty i've started.
first verse
Softly now Winter treads
Charmless at first he gently creeps
Upon the amber, leafy beds
beauty pass ing while summer sleeps
Someone else carry on if they like, I pass the poetry baton...![]()